The Sweetest Fix

by Tessa Bailey

“Do you know how many guys I had to beat out to land Pikachu?” “Um…” “None. Are you serious? That was a joke, honey. Here’s my point…” He shifted his stance. “When a door is closed in your face, you have to at least look for a side door. Or an emergency exit. Or a window. And try to get in.” “That sounds a lot like breaking and entering.” “That’s exactly what it is—and I should know.

He made a sound that could only be described as a sexy garbage disposal.

“It’s not that I don’t want to. It’s not that I don’t find you crazy attractive—” “You have weird taste, but go on.”

“Come on. Everyone loves a ginger that tells them they deserve cake.”

God, he wanted to fuck her. He couldn’t deny that.

He liked it. He liked her being there. A lot. In his shirt and no makeup. No shoes.

And he spoke to her through his teeth. “Don’t move. Don’t move.” “Okay,” she breathed. “Why?” “Are you serious?” His laughter was strained. “You deep throated me twice. All while grinding this tight—God, it’s so tight—waxed pussy on my mouth. I’ve never had to concentrate so hard on not coming in my fucking life. Don’t. Move.”

“That’s right, sweetheart,” Leo growled in her ear, his palm cracking down on her butt cheek. “Let everyone in the building know you’re getting that good dick.”

“Fuuuuck, me too. I’m there. Can’t stop it.”

“The only phrase coming to mind is thank you. Because…Christ.” He shook his head. “Just…Christ. I’m supposed to just go back outside now in the regular world and walk around like everything is normal?”

“God, I’m fucking crazy about you, Reese.”